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Not Anymore

She’s motivational, I’m hopeless
She’s the light, I’m darkness
I was happy, not anymore
Things aren’t, like they were before

She’s smiling, I’m frowning
She’s living, I’m dying
I wake up, to the aroma of death
Hoping I breathe, my very last breath

She’s beautiful, I’m a mess
She’s happy, I’m depressed
I love her, despite the sorrow
That I may, never see tomorrow

by Harsh Manek, NSW

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